In a matter of minutes he had kidnapped me, stripping me of everything...money, family, and freedom. It was humbling, depressing, and damn infuriating but I refuse to go down without a fight. I refuse to be defeated.

Boulder will find me. I didn't know how, but I felt it deep in my soul.

Boulder...the one man that made my body quake with just one look. It was madness. There was so much I didn't know about him. For that matter, there was so much that he didn't know about me…like the evil darkness lurking inside me, waiting to be unleashed.

Could he accept me without judging?

That's where most men failed. Accepting the real me. But after years of hardening my heart, and sealing it behind a steel cage, I was ready to give myself to him freely. Knowing, that he planned to take everything I offered with both hands, until all I thought of...and wanted...was him…

EXCERPT:

His eyes narrowed. His sensual lips
pulled into a thin line. Her heart raced, remembering how hardthose lips were when he licked her own. When he kissed her neck, God, she shuddered… His lips and
tongue were wickedly lethal.She bit back the lusty sigh before it slipped out.

“Ah, Querida.” His sinfully
delicious voice was like a caress against her breasts.

She barely fought the delicious shiver
that ran down her spine.

She hated and loved the way he stubbornly
refused to stop using the Spanish endearment, Querida—darling—instead of her
name.

His lips curled up into a smile as
his eyes slid
from her black stilettos to her long tanned legs, then her curves encased in her tight,
caramel sheath dress.

“You look
beautiful, as usual.”

Before she could protest, he pulled her close with
one
smooth move, sliding his hands up and down her body. Her sex clenched from the
hottest frisk in damn history.
Annoyed at herself, she
smiled coldly before spinning away, stepping back quickly.

“Behave, Cortez.
I’m not carrying a weapon on my body.” Technically true. It wasn’t her fault his
cockiness prevented him from checking for the gun she stashed
in her designer clutch.
“Trust me.”

He laughed tauntingly
before waving away his hovering
enforcers. “Trust is something that must be earned, Querida, and you are far from earning
mine.” He pulled her close, their lips almost brushing, millimeters
apart.

She gazed up at
him, desperately trying to tamp down the image of his hands on her body before stepping back, resisting
the urge to run her fingers through his dark hair. She turned away, looking
pointedly at the decked-out table set for one with lit candles. It was too
romantic for her taste.

“Aw… the vampire did all
this for me?”

He scowled. “Everyone has to
eat.”

She cursed herself for noticing how
ridiculously sexy his scowl was. “You’re a vampire. You don’t eat.”

“I do eat and well.” His gaze
lingered on her
body, sending a jolt of lust whipping straight to her sex. She squeezed her legs
together, smothering the delicious pulsing.

Author Bio:

Sedona Venez is the author of the New Adult Credence Curse series, and the New Adult Valkyries: Soaring Raven series. She is a NYC girl (go Brooklyn!) with a slight obsession with her iPad, Pinterest, and television shows Pawn Stars and Face Off. Her love of music, tattoos, rockers, alpha men and wolf-shifters inspires her edgy paranormal romance novels. She also writes Middle Grade/Young Adult under her real name, T.L. Clarke. You can find out more about Sedona and her novels by visiting http://www.sedonavenez.com

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